Ohanabatake no Maousama

"Sharkse !!" After the guys who were chasing after were finally catching up, Sanatoria was already rampaging. Attacking the green gorilla rushing from behind the wide corridor, he swings his sword and chops the enemy as he pleases.

The momentum is so overwhelming that we must assume that there is something wrong with Kudels's concerns. Perhaps yellow body fluids were scattered around the wreckage of the chopped enemy's debris, and there was a peculiar blue smell of plants.

"Uhahahahaha is in great shape !!" "Hey, here, Sanatoria! I'm not the only one who enjoys it!" Elder complains to Sanatoria, who happily raises the fire. Given the thoughts of Sanatoria, it is not surprising to say a word or two.

"It's bad, Elder! You have no curtain!" It was the moment he cut off the watermelon farmer's head. He feels something wrong with his feet and suddenly Sanatria looks down. Then one of the cut watermelon farmer's arms is holding his leg firmly.

"Ah ...? This guy is still alive !? Damn it, release it!" Even if you stab it with a sword or kick it off, the arm that grabbed Sanatoria's leg is not a vik. On the contrary, he tries to squeeze his feet with the gorilla-like grip.

"Guaaaa !!", mixed with the screams of Sanatoria, with a dull sound. But the tragedy does not end there. At the same time, a watermelon farmer who has lost his neck raises his fist.

"Fine! Run away!" Gunnard warned and Sanatoria looked back and opened her eyes. But it's already late.

In a slow world like slow motion, a watermelon farmer's fist pierced Sanatoria's belly.

"Guo !!" Sanatria, who was flashy with the roaring sound of his ribs, bounced twice and then hit a wall and became immobile.

"Sanatoria!" "Hey, do it well !!" Ganhard and Elder rush up, but at that moment, Sanatoria's body leaps and pops.

"Don't scream, don't touch me!" And with violent words, Sanatoria forcibly shaken her extended hand.

"... shit ... I'm completely out of my mind." Sanatoria slowly wakes up when she vomits in a low voice, as if cursing. As the blood gushed out of his mouth, he squeezed his hand into the side porch lowered to his waist, then slowly began to cast the spell as if to bite.

"The wings of the phoenix, a symbol of eternal life, are guided by the incense of the wings of the phoenix, wake up with the blessing of the Fire Star, and become the power to heal and support the body based on the great and indestructible healing wing covenant ..."

As soon as the spell is over, light smoke rises from the side porch. From the smoke, a feather-like wing made of bright red light fell on the whole body of Sanatoria, and the wound was healed.

It's no wonder that the dialogue spills from Darten who was watching "Uh, it's so unexpected". Sanatria used advanced fire-based healing magic, which uses pre-blessed catalysts to provide superior healing. At the very least, it's something that only a knight or priest can do.

When he had healed his wounds, Sanatoria muttered, moving her feet as if trampling on the ground with her toes, confirming her ankle had just recovered from a fracture.

"In short ... the Kouders knew what they were doing, even if they were beheaded, they wouldn't die, or even creatures with a lifelike dynamism that wouldn't even move!" However, what I heard was a voice reminiscent of the harbinger of the eruption. Dirty realizes that he has lost his role in the anger that has been killed.

Did he say that, "it's a ridiculous blunder", to Kuders, who squashed the information, or himself, who didn't give his best to enjoy. As if his anger was oozing, something like a red heat haze bleeds from Sanatria's fingertips and follows the gripped handle to cover the knife.

"... I'll curse you." The moment the mutter leaked, the hair on the whole body of Gunnard and Elder stood up.

"Yabe! Sanato's guy was sharp and nervous !?" "Everyone goes down! I'm caught up!" Darten whispers while holding his distance as if the two people are pulling their arms. "Wow, it's crazy. Humans are really big."

In such a tense situation, Sanatoria laughed out loud.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahas! I should have been more violent without being shy from the beginning!" A short sword in Sanatoria slashed a watermelon peasant, with words vomiting away. . With a much faster movement than before.

In addition, red auras adhered to the cut and spread throughout the opponent's body as if they were eroding. Then, a watermelon farmer who is not fatally injured falls to his knees. On closer inspection, red spots spread throughout its body.

"I'll curse you all together. You should suffer and suffer from fever!"